Feel My Heart Beat

Chapter 2: Questions

Akihito wasn't quite sure how he got here. It was all a blur of thoughts running in circles while he tried to wrap his head around the whole I have found my soulmate thing. So now he was sitting in some fancy restaurant in Ginza with a menu open in front of him getting a late lunch with his soulmate, holy fuck. He had been told to order whatever he would like off the menu but every time he looked at the prices he felt a little faint. One meal for two here would pay for his rent for a week! Between his dithering over the prices and his brain flittering off to freak out over recent events he hadn't even begun to decide what he wanted to order when a waiter showed up asking if they were ready. Akihito floundered slightly but the menu was taken out of his hands by the man sitting across from him who proceeded to smoothly order a list of things that he barely registered. Amused golden eyes turned back to him and a smirk appeared.

"You seemed to be having some trouble so I got a few different things to try."

"Ah, thank you. I've never been somewhere like this," Akihito gave a nervous laugh. "I'm pretty sure what you just ordered could pay my rent for a week." Asami just chuckled.

"Now Akihito," the way this man said his name sounded so good it should be a sin, "You seemed rather shocked when I told you my name, have you heard of me by chance?"

Akihito paused and weighed up what he should say. This man was his soulmate after all, he should be honest. As far as all the rumours went, he didn't seem so bad in person. The gossip around the station made the man sitting in front of him out to be some sort of demon.

"I've heard your name before," He spoke slowly, picking his words. "I'm a photographer and do lots of different freelance jobs for cash but I'm mainly a criminal photographer." He glanced up into the intense gaze of the other man, trying to gauge a reaction but nothing changed in his expression. Akihito took a deep breath and continued on. "I've been warned away from anything to do with your name, too dangerous apparently. I did try and chase down a couple of tip offs that had your name attached. I was curious to see what everyone was so afraid of but both turned out to be fake and if I don't get a scoop, I don't get paid. My curiosity wasn't worth not being able to eat for a week so I left it alone after that."

"Interesting." Before anymore could be said the food arrived. The waiter put down a few different dishes on their table along with a bottle of wine after filling up their glasses. He vanished off after a small bow and a polite 'please enjoy your meal'.

Akihito stared at the food in front of them, mouth watering. It looked and smelt amazing. He honestly didn't know where to begin. He was probably supposed to hold back and eat politely seeing as where they were but he wasn't sure that he would be able to hold back once he got started. He wasn't even aware that he had been ogling the food until a chuckle interrupted his thoughts.

"Help yourself, you don't have to hold back."

"Thanks for the meal!"

While they ate, or more accurately while Akihito ate and Asami watched him in amusement, Asami would ask the odd question and between mouthfuls Akihito chattered away about his life, work, friends and family. The businessman seemed surprisingly intrigued by Akihito's animation and enthusiasm over even the most mundane things.

"Seeing as you are a photographer, I assume you are going to need a new camera?"

"Ah, yeah, at some point. I have an older model I can use in the meantime. They aren't cheap unfortunately," Akihito grimaced. "It's a shame, I got this one for such a bargain. It performs so well too! Well, it did." He sighed and stretched as the waiter came over to remove the empty plates.

"Ahh, that food was good!" Asami gave a small smile.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now if you aren't in a hurry, I have one more place I would like to go with you." Asami signalled for the waiter to come back and handed over fancy looking black and silver card to pay. A few minutes later the waiter came back, Asami signed the little piece of paper and then they were heading out of the restaurant.